Why is it so hard to get along with family. Sometimes i wonder, "am i the problem, or are they the problem?" Surely someone as perfect as I , could not possibly be the problem. [img]/images/graemlins/supergrin.gif[/img]
How well do the rest of you get along with your family. brother, sister etc.. etc..
I only have a brother, and we're tight. Thats the advantage of having an incredibly small family, that, and I don't have a "molester uncle". [img]/images/graemlins/laughing.gif[/img]
There is not enough space here to describe the "goings on" between my myself, my older brother & younger sister. I just look at them now as people I used to know.
When you see what's going on between family members, it makes you realize that there can never be world peace,
My parents are communists and my sister is a globally nomadic hippy that I see every couple years. Are we tight? No. Do I try to get along with them? Yes.
My parents are communists and my sister is a globally nomadic hippy that I see every couple years. Are we tight? No. Do I try to get along with them? Yes.
My parents are communists and my sister is a globally nomadic hippy that I see every couple years. Are we tight? No. Do I try to get along with them? Yes.
I am currently devising a 2 year plan of whooping my brothers asses. I think we will get along great after that. As for my sisters, i just nod and agree with them. Its universal with all girls, just agree, and life becomes easier.
I think the problem rests in our inability to "give in" and not be so stubborn all the time.
family, what a pain. [img]/images/graemlins/argue.gif[/img]
My parents are communists and my sister is a globally nomadic hippy that I see every couple years. Are we tight? No. Do I try to get along with them? Yes.
OMG!!!
right out of the HEB handbook page 3
<click> Another piece of the puzzle snaps into place, eh Nate? [img]/images/graemlins/supergrin.gif[/img] So this is common I take it?
My parents are communists and my sister is a globally nomadic hippy that I see every couple years. Are we tight? No. Do I try to get along with them? Yes.
OMG!!!
right out of the HEB handbook page 3
<click> Another piece of the puzzle snaps into place, eh Nate? [img]/images/graemlins/supergrin.gif[/img] So this is common I take it?
Common is an understatement. At this rate it wont be long until you are hiding little bottles of Maneshewitz in the sock drawer.
My parents are communists and my sister is a globally nomadic hippy that I see every couple years. Are we tight? No. Do I try to get along with them? Yes.
OMG!!!
right out of the HEB handbook page 3
<click> Another piece of the puzzle snaps into place, eh Nate? [img]/images/graemlins/supergrin.gif[/img] So this is common I take it?
Common is an understatement. At this rate it wont be long until you are hiding little bottles of Maneshewitz in the sock drawer.
I feel somehow like I'm coming out at a very late age and everyone around me but me knew it all along. Couldn't I just hide the airline size Jack Daniels bottles instead of that foul Nyquil-like sacramental swill?
My parents are communists and my sister is a globally nomadic hippy that I see every couple years. Are we tight? No. Do I try to get along with them? Yes.
OMG!!!
right out of the HEB handbook page 3
<click> Another piece of the puzzle snaps into place, eh Nate? [img]/images/graemlins/supergrin.gif[/img] So this is common I take it?
Common is an understatement. At this rate it wont be long until you are hiding little bottles of Maneshewitz in the sock drawer.
I feel somehow like I'm coming out at a very late age and everyone around me but me knew it all along. Couldn't I just hide the airline size Jack Daniels bottles instead of that foul Nyquil-like sacramental swill?
Oh no you "smutzy tuchas"
Its shmaltz and matzo balls from now on. and the only whine besides sweet wine will be the shrill Fran Dressure voice complaining about her ailments.
Jack Daniels is for the Goyim. Now follow me to the Synogogue. Tonight the Illuminaty are meeting to discuss the Fall prime time line up [img]/images/graemlins/supergrin.gif[/img]
Mark O had some classic family episodes. Whatever happened to that guy anyway Mark?? [img]/images/graemlins/laughing.gif[/img]
My Bro'-in-law, Shit For Brains, or SFB for short, is now living in an apartment about 10 miles away from me. Still too close, but it's better than having him live (with his two demon children) in my dining room! Every week, it's something new with him/them. I try not to get involved with their daily/weekly problems any more. I occasionally think back what it was like having him live here, & it makes me realize how wonderfull life really is, now that he's gone. :thumb:
To make a long story short, in regards to my brother & sister, they aren't talking to me & my parents any more. Those two lackies think they had rotten childhoods & to make up for it, they are waiting for my parents (& their in-laws) to die so they can get a few sheckles (not that my parents are wealthy). That'll make things better, won't it?
Well Mark, I am the opposite of your self. I have no relation with amy father, a minimized one with my mother(they are still married) My older brother and sister in law, follow my father's rule . My olderst brother and his wife usually copme over to the house every year for a barkyard blow-out I hold.
My father and I don't talk. If I or my wife walk in, he walks out. Leaving my mother standing there. He did that this year, at a family function(my brother's oldest graduated HS. Party was at their house. My father saw me walk in, snuck out the back door, got in his car and drove home.)
My dad is truly one of my best friends. I feel for you Arthur; life's a bitch when it comes to the decisions we all have to make.
My sister and brother-in-law are great. They have two kids and live 4 hours away so I don't see them or spend much time with them although I do enjoy it when I do.
My mom is a different story. I love her because she is my mom, but she has gone through life with no clue; I feel sorry for her. Her parents sheltered her, my dad supported her and our family over the years, she cheated on him because she thought my dad wasn't "doing enough" for her after the kids left the house and dad divorced her after 34 years. She lives day to day in a world of dispair just waiting to die. I try to have conversations with her but she always ends up crying.
Anywho.
I love my fiance's family. They're a bunch of hard drinkin' micks that fight WITH each other all the time, but they'd lay down in traffic FOR each other if need be. Good solid fun-loving people = me being lucky.
I just look at them now as people I used to know. 
